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The highlight of the birthday is giving gifts. Ling Jiale’s gift to Shen Ge is himself, his external body and inner emotions, which are sent to Shen Ge through music and dance.

Ling Jiale said that he had to make some preparations, so he ran into the bedroom, asked Shen Ge to wait outside, and turned his back.

Shen Ge obediently turned his back towards the bathroom, this feeling of quietly waiting for surprises was amazing, his heart was itchy because of anticipation, and his fingers couldn't help rubbing each other, wanting to grab something right away.

There was a little cake on the table next to it. Neither of them liked sweets very much, so they stopped after a few symbolic bites.

Shen Ge felt that he had been waiting for several minutes.He didn't move his position, didn't peek, just wiped some cream with his finger and put it into his mouth.

Ling Jiale came out, and just as he was about to turn around, he heard Ling Jiale shout: "Don't look back!"

Shen Ge smiled with cream in his mouth, the sweet taste slowly melted in his mouth, and the music started, it was the piano.

It was a beautiful melody played very smoothly. It took Shen Ge a while to realize that it should be a recorded recording.

"I never thought I would feel this way..." Ling Jiale sang behind her, her voice trembling.Shen Ge secretly smiled, are you so nervous?But then he realized that he was also a little nervous, or excited, his hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and his fingertips pressed against his palms coolly.

"Thank you for appearing in my life... an isolated island shrouded in dark clouds, dragged into my arms by land, from then on, stars, rain and dew, all have meaning... There is no fear in sleep, and my heart is full of sweetness when I wake up... ..."

"Because I met you in the summer, and every rain in the future will be the rain of the sun... I have nothing to ask for in this life, I just hope that I can walk through every season with you."

The part with words is not long, and it will be sung quickly.He sang well, and those vocal exercises helped not only with his lines but also with his singing, allowing him to use his damaged vocal cords and finally sing again.

"Shen Ge..." Ling Jiale called him.

Shen Ge quickly pinched the lacrimal gland with one hand, squeezed out the sour tears inside, and turned his head with a smiley face, "It's so nice." He was a little surprised immediately, "Have you taken a bath?" Ling Jiale changed into a bathrobe up.

Ling Jiale's slightly nervous expression was interrupted by him, and he relaxed a lot. He was a little happy, and asked him shyly: "Does it really sound good? Do you like it? It's a little bit simple, and I'll make it no matter how difficult it is." I can't come out."

"It's nice, it's really nice, I really like it."

He raised his foot subconsciously, wanting to walk towards Ling Jiale.

"Don't move—" Ling Jiale stopped him softly, "There is still dancing."

He was a little shy again, lowered his eyes slightly, took off his bathrobe and threw it aside, only wearing a pair of light flesh-colored boxers, and kicked the slippers aside, his feet were also bare.

He stretched the already flat hem of his trousers somewhat cautiously, and said, "Don't think about that, you wear it like this just to look good for dancing."

"Ah."

The music never stops and is played in a loop.The two stood facing each other and looked at each other, and there was a distance between them. This kind of staring made them feel inexplicably restrained, and they really wanted to step forward and hug him immediately, so that they would be more comfortable.But they both chose not to look away, looking at each other and smiling.

"I haven't reached the point yet..." Ling Jiale explained, with body language, raised his hand, and then chuckled, "It's so stupid, isn't it?"

Shen Ge also smiled more obviously, he pursed his lower lip for a little restraint, "A little bit." After speaking, he grinned again, and couldn't help asking Ling Jiale: "What are we laughing at?"

Ling Jiale covered her mouth with a smile, and shook her head: "I don't know, I just can't help it..." He tiptoed, "Why haven't I arrived yet, I still think my song is too short."

"Is it cold?" Shen Ge asked.

Ling Jiale shook her head, "I've warmed up."

Shen Ge sincerely felt that the melody was nice and played well, so he asked him, "Did you play it yourself?"

Ling Jia was happy again, "How can it be, my dad played it."

"what?"

"Haha, it's okay. He doesn't know what I'm writing for, so he thinks I'm just joking." He suddenly stood up straight, his smile retracted in an instant, but his face was still soft, his eyes lowered slightly, quietly Waiting patiently, he said to Shen Ge, "Here we are."

The music returned to the original place, and Ling Jiale's body suddenly became light, and she stretched her body upwards with one foot, her arm and the other leg stretched out neatly.Shen Ge almost exclaimed, watching helplessly as if the person in front of him was about to fly into the air.

Fortunately, he fell back to the ground immediately, his body flowing with the music like water.Shen Ge was anxious at first and forgot to turn on the headlights, but he soon realized that Ling Jiale had arranged all this long ago. The floor lamp illuminated a soft cone, and Ling Jiale happened to be standing in that bright cone , forming a small stage.

He did not expect that Ling Jiale could dance so well. This is not the classical ballet he is best at. It is more like the dance of his senior brother and his dance troupe that Shen Ge saw. It is very modern and free, and every movement expresses Shen Ge also understood this dance because he understood his own feelings.

Ling Jiale still kept looking at him while dancing.The slightly sour feeling in the eye sockets came again, and the chest was filled with sweet passion. He remembered the first line of the lyrics, "I never thought I would have this feeling..."

He couldn't help taking two steps forward, Ling Jiale's eyes showed surprise, Shen Ge was immediately encouraged, and let himself step on the edge of the cone.

Ling Jiale jumped towards him lightly, he jumped very high, Shen Ge often saw such big jumps in ballet.But Ling Jiale's movement is different from those big jumps, it doesn't look like he is going to fall to the ground smoothly, but——

Shen Ge stretched out his arms to support his waist, Ling Jiale stopped steadily in mid-air, with his hands resting on his shoulders.Staring at him from top to bottom, the surprise appeared in his eyes again.After staring at it for less than a second, Shen Ge felt his chest was fuller.

Ling Jiale slid down his arm, and since then his body has never left Shen Ge, there is always a part—be it a hand, or a leg, or a shoulder... next to him, lightly like silk Wrapped around his body, flowing lightly and soothingly.

Shen Ge became interested in dance because of Ling Jiale before, and his appreciation was limited to admiration for beauty and skill.This is the first time he has a sense of participation in the dance. He is no longer just a bystander, but a participant because of the emotional resonance.

He sometimes stretches out his hand to assist Ling Jiale's movements, or turns his body as the position of his feet moves, which is completely subconscious.At first, he was also worried about whether he was making trouble, but Ling Jiale's body was so free, and his movements were always smooth, without any pause due to his intervention.And he didn't stop himself, there was even encouragement in his eyes, which made Shen Ge more calm and more relaxed to act according to his own wishes.

He stood on the edge of the bright place, and Ling Jiale walked around behind him, subconsciously wanting to drag him back to the bright place.Ling Jiale suddenly put most of his weight on his shoulders, which Shen Ge did not expect. Fortunately, his body reacted quickly enough, and put both hands on Ling Jiale's ribs.

Ling Jiale borrowed strength from his body, jumped up high, her legs drew a graceful arc, her body turned over in mid-air, and then curled up completely.In the process of falling, he wrapped his hands around Shen Ge's neck, but his legs were still curled up, and it seemed that he had no intention of supporting himself when he landed.

Shen Ge hurriedly moved one arm to support his knees, and the other arm supported his back. Due to the weight of the fall, he sank slightly by half an inch, but immediately stabilized, like a horizontal hug posture.Because of the inertia left by Ling Jiale's rotation just now, Shen Ge hugged his heels and spun half a circle, and the two of them turned into the center of the aperture together.

This is the ending movement of this dance, Ling Jiale adjusts her breathing in Shen Ge's arms.His head was covered with sweat, and he was panting extremely quickly, but it wasn't entirely because of his tiredness from dancing, but also because of his agitated mood.His eyes were very bright, he hugged Chen Ge vigorously, and kissed him resoundingly on the face: "You caught me! You caught me!"

When he was rehearsing, the last move could not be completed [-]%, because it was originally a dance designed for two people.But Shen Ge did it. Without prior notice or rehearsal, he supported him steadily and helped him bend into this dance.

Shen Ge was also very excited. He didn't expect Ling Jiale to dance so well. He only knew that Ling Jiale was practicing every day, but he didn't expect him to dance so well.

That night, Shen Ge kissed every inch of Ling Jiale's body, from forehead to toe, and from toe to forehead.

They looked at each other closely, and Ling Jiale asked him if he had a happy birthday.

Of course he was happy, but Chen Ge didn't understand why when he heard him sing and saw him dance, there was a slight sourness in his heart and eyes, mixed with the thick sweetness.

After hearing what he said, Ling Jiale turned over in surprise, and couldn't wait to share with him her feelings when writing songs: "When I wrote songs, I was always thinking of you, thinking of you when you received this gift I must be very happy. I have always been very happy. I thought that the song I wrote would have the same feeling. But after writing it, it was like this. It seems to be a little bit sad...not really sad, but a little bit... ..." He wanted to find a suitable description.

Shen Ge said for him: "Melancholy?"

"Yeah!" Ling Jiale nodded vigorously, hugged Shen Ge happily, and leaned his head on his chest, "You understand." But he couldn't understand why there was such a little melancholy.

Shen Ge unconsciously patted Ling Jiale's back, he was also thinking, why is there such a little melancholy?Maybe it's because they have lost it before, and because they lost it and found it, they understand the difficulty better?Or is it that because their relationship is so perfect, it seems so regrettable that other parts are not perfect?

"Shen Ge." Ling Jiale raised his head from his chest, and his face showed a bit of solemnity at this moment, "I think, now that I have you, dance, and my parents support me, I really have nothing else to do." I beg. I am afraid that I will be greedy. I know that people cannot have this and want to have that again, and it is easy to lose what is in front of them. I am very satisfied with my life now, and I am content."

Shen Ge felt that slight sour feeling again, and put his hand lightly on the back of Ling Jiale's head, and let out a "hmm".

Birthdays are always special, and by the time they actually go to bed it's past midnight.Ling Jiale was a little tired from all the tossing, and fell asleep almost immediately, but Shen Ge was too happy tonight, and he was burdened with some worries and suffered from insomnia.

He quietly got up and went to the balcony outside to smoke a cigarette. He glanced at his phone and saw Wang Xu's message at this time, telling him that he wanted to add a role to the new film. He had a relative's child who wanted to be an actor.

During this period of time, he and Wang Xu had a little more contact, and Shen Ge felt that this person was a bit old-fashioned again, and he even did the job of filling the crew with idlers, and he still had this kind of notification tone.

Shen Ge directly returned the phone, "What kind of relative's child? How can there be children in this film?"

Wang Xu listened to the music, hehe, and he really mentioned his children's elder appearance, "It's not too young, it's almost twenty, aren't you also only twenty?"

Shen Ge didn't talk to him about these useless things, and just said the serious thing: "Jia Le doesn't want to play Fang Jue."

The other party was silent for a moment, and said "oh".

Shen Ge continued: "I plan to change the script back and use Liu Zhu, just do what the investment side likes, and then...the sooner it starts up, the better."

Wang Xu just got serious, and now he laughed again, "Why are you in a hurry?"

People feel that there is no need for Shen Ge to worry. He is so young and has such a high starting point, he is more suitable for the routine of continuing to accumulate and accumulate.However, his desire for success is too urgent, showing signs of eagerness for quick success, and has already been criticized in the circle.

But how can he not be in a hurry, so far, he has only two works that have really gotten public attention. The release date of "Sweat Through Clothes" is far away; the post-production of "Fortune Cake" is time-consuming, and in order to participate in the Oscar, the schedule has been set for the second half of next year; and the second part of "Colorless Sky" is also scheduled for next year , I don't know when it will be released.

He and Ling Jiale's thoughts are completely in two directions. Ling Jiale is waiting to let himself go, but he hopes to take the initiative and stand at a height that others dare not touch, just like Boss Jiang, like Lao Bai In that way, you can fall in love with whoever you want to fall in love with, you can yell at the paparazzi who are secretly filming "Get out", and you can sue the rumor-mongers.

Ling Jiale said that he was satisfied, but Shen Ge felt dissatisfied. The better he was, the more dissatisfied he was for him.

Wang Xu said bluntly: "It's almost meaningless to be a director at your current level. I don't give you the book because...for the past, but also to give the company an explanation and give Boss Jiang a favor. You can't give me the book. This thing is messed up, let alone lose my face."

Shen Ge's arrogance came up again, "I won't mess it up, I learned a lot at the film festival this time, and I will watch more films when I go back..."

"Making a movie is not just talking on paper."

"Didn't Quentin go from watching movies to making movies?"

Wang Xu dragged his voice "Oh—" and inadvertently showed his habitual meanness, jokingly said, "Compared to Quentin?"

Shen Ge stopped talking.

After a while, Wang Xu gave in: "If you really want to start the machine early, then hurry up while I can still move. I also want to see if that kid is good at acting, if he can help a little bit. Bar."

Shen Ge frowned, "What kind of relative's child is it?" Can't you take care of the patient if you can come here and ask him for help?

Wang Xu said, "Let's talk about it when you come back. You will meet me too."

Because the plan for the new film was advanced, Shen Ge and Ling Jiale's overseas date also ended early.

When they packed their luggage and walked out of the hotel room, the two of them seemed to have made an appointment. Looking back together, they were a little bit reluctant, but then they thought it was funny.This kind of reluctance should be just because this experience is too good, not because it cannot be replicated.

Shen Ge held the door with one hand, and said to Ling Jiale: "I can come again in the future if I want to. If you like it, let's book this hotel and this room."

Ling Jiale raised her head and smiled at him, "Well, let's go."

Shen Ge let go, and the door closed gently behind them.